Divorce

Delilah woke up the next morning wrapped in Hunter's arms, her back pressed against his chest, and his breath fanning the back of her ear.

They had not had sex but had spent some hours going through some of the properties Delilah had listed out for Hunter. Hunter had cuddled her all through the night, and Delilah had discovered that she enjoyed the feeling.

"Good morning, beautiful," Hunter greeted in a husky voice, causing butterflies to flutter in Delilah's belly.

Surprised, she cleared her throat, "You're awake."

"Yes, I am. I tend to wake up early. But I didn't want to disturb you," he said, and she contemplated whether to turn to look at him or to remain in that position with her back to him.

Although she could feel his morning erection pressed against her ass, it wasn't exactly unpleasant. If anything, it turned her on.